What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Soldier with the gas-mask

Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

What has been your best sexual experience?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Why are women attracted to ugly guys?

Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious

“Now as an outcast I was born, wasn't warned of the harm, That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life done sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it ain't nothin’, Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons, I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one, they said it skipped from 12 to 14, Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M. thinking that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas, We trapped off in this maze, with walls made of layers”

“The very next day while I'm off to class,

Does the potential of making Star Wars R-rated movies depend on whether Star Wars have stories that is too dark for PG 13 in Disney?

I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,

I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,

We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife

How likely is it to make a living out of being a window cleaner in a Nordic country?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Why do people hate fat people so much, even people who aren't exactly supermodels themselves? It seems like such a deep, passionate hatred, like they're offended by fat people just existing. Fat people didn't do anything to them, so why hate them?

Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,

Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I dreamt my mother had died and I cried so much in my dream. What does it mean?

Me and my peeps is all trife

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Why did my ex move on so quickly?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”

I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,

Jenny from Perth writes – my partner is the life of the party, women and men adore him. But at home, he gets angry at us for the silliest reasons and never nice words me or our kids, always putting us down. Should I stay or leave him?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

If freedom of speech is absolute, how come it's not applied for private spaces and for the Internet?

“You as an amateur, is outspoken, I'm lookin at your face you seem to be hopin that I, might stutter, stop, or just mess up, but everything's live that's why I don't dress up, Blastmaster KRS a synonym for fresh, I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test, got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me cause we make up the Boogie Down Production crew faculty”

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife

Why does my crush make me jealous about having a girlfriend?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

To those people in the world who have access to universal healthcare, what experiences could you share with Americans in order for us to understand how it affects your life (positively or negatively)?

It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,

Why is only the left side of my vagina bleeding, on and off?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

If women see themselves as free, dignified, human beings just as good as men, can Trump hang it up and just lose in a landslide at last? How can men who like and respect women help improve womens' self-esteem?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“Money's flowin’, everything is fine, got myself a uzi and my brother a nine, business is boomin’ everything is cool, I pull about a G a week; fuck school”

My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”

How can one learn to talk frankly?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Movin objects mentally

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Gangbangers that spit slang

Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?

My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

So there in school, see I'm made a fool,

I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,

The other one don't understand me,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

I seen it all in my short life

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,

would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life

Mothership alien sorceress

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Know your enemies

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I'll see you when I get there,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,

I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

“late night I'm on a first class flight, The only brother in sight, the flight attendant catch fright! I sit down in my seat; 2C, She approach officially talking 'bout, ‘Excuse me’, Her lips curl up into a tight space, cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place, showed her my boarding pass, and then she sorta gasped, all embarrassed; put an extra lime on my water glass, an hour later here she come by walkin’ past; ‘I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph'”

When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,

I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,

I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,

I never knew my life mattered”

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

No smile is genuine or real,

What does life mean without death?

So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”

“I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she's pushin' the cart, Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clarks, That's what I get, not focusin' from hittin' that bark, My mouth dry, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark, In the aisle bustin' them paper towels and wipin' my Wallies down, I stood up to face a barrel, he's holdin' a shiny pound, It's him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim, I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again, That bitch is crazy and uh, she brought her baby, She knew I had the murders a smack, It killed her man though, now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat, You's a bitch, you better kill me, you know you're booty, You pulled your toolie out on me, motherfucker, First thought was to snatch the ratchet, Said fuck it and fuckin' grabbed it, I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin', I wrestled him to the ground, tussled, scuffled, constantly kicked him, He wouldn't let go the joint, so I fuckin' bit him, Shots was whizzin' hittin' Clorex bottles, Customers screamin', then the faggot ran out of hollows, I had to show him what it's all about, Next day we readin’ the paper: A man who came to kill gets knocked out”

If it ain't

I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it

Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through

Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you

Reveal alien tribal culture,

The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I do it once, I do it twice,

With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

If it ain't

And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,

- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,

If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,

Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death

The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”

And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face

I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,

“…Sammy eagerly rode up on him, toxic off the turkey with the joint on him, Flower look his man stood up before him, The bitches hit the table, Jakeem stripped off his cables, Shots went off, Sam'd get a chance to make his debut, Flower grabbed Tiff his man with the sideburns, hat fell off, We noticed wig worms, he hid behind Rich, C-Allah hit the light switch, young girls were trampled in the men's room, Pool pistol whipped Mase and broke the handle, Desperate- crawlin to the door on all fours, Sham kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was "It's Yours", Oh my goodness, Waz grabbed the Mo bottle thrashin’, He layin like a gay model shoutin’ out Sebastian, He smiled with his teeth missin, beggin’ for mercy ‘No more god, there’s 68 thousand down at pier three’, Out came the cannon, whistled out zaggin', Sham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon, It's over, another story told, Lyin’ with the snakes, tongue kissin’ cobras, Yo let me tell you how the game go, We gettin rid of all the prostitutes, Tony want the streets back for sure! Too many hustlers, too many thieves, We're fuckin’ up who's willing to fight and teach the seeds? Too much TV, guns and robberies, Lust and greed and hate the four devils- jealousy”

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Who designed our DNA structure?